The scientific research boss awakened to the doting husband system in the XNUMXs

The green pepper shredded pork is indistinguishable from the green pepper shredded fish meat. The green pepper has been fried and melted, and its skin is black. It lies softly on the black shredded meat. Even the garlic mixed in has become the same color.

The rice is not bad, at least it looks cooked at first glance, the grains are plump and the grains are crystal clear.

Du Chenyuan:......

Are you sure eating like this won't kill anyone?

His cold eyes fell on Ruan Xiaonuan. Although her expression did not change, her eyes were full of expectation.

Looking at the dishes on the table, I couldn't help but swallow, stiffened my body, filled a large bowl of white rice, and sat upright on the chair.

Under Ruan Xiaonuan's gaze, he picked up shreds of meat that looked like mouse droppings and stuffed them into his mouth as if he were dead.

The shredded pork didn't have enough texture, and the stir-frying was both woody and bitter. The rich spiciness spread throughout the mouth. It was obvious that Ruan Xiaonuan put a lot of chili peppers.

Du Chenyuan's face was often pale due to poor health. Now he took a bite of the meat and his face turned red from the spicy food. He took another mouthful of rice with an expressionless expression, trying to relieve the spicy feeling in his mouth.

However, the rice was uncooked and mixed with the meat in the mouth. The taste was simply indescribable and tasted like chewing wax.

He tried his best to control his expression and forcefully swallowed the mouthful.

"How about it!"

Ruan Xiaonuan sat opposite, looking at Du Chenyuan with piercing eyes, unable to hide the expectation in his tone.

Du Chenyuan's face was expressionless and his tone was calm and without any waves.

“It tastes great!”

Ruan Xiaonuan smiled slightly.

"If it's delicious, eat more of it, it's specially made for you!"

It was my first time cooking and it was quite successful.

He was in a happy mood and automatically ignored Du Chen's face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Push the food forward a few times to make it easier to pick up the food.

Du Chenyuan held the bowls and chopsticks and looked at the dark dishes on the table, unmoved.

He thought quickly about how to tell Ruan Xiaonuan that the food she cooked was really terrible.

Ruan Xiaonuan's expectant eyes flashed through his mind, and Du Chen couldn't bear it anymore, so he forced himself to take down his chopsticks.

Ruan Xiaonuan supported his chin with one hand and stared at Du Chenyuan as he finished the food on the table without blinking.

This was the first time I made a meal. Not only was it recognized, but it was also eaten cleanly, which made me feel particularly proud.

That feeling was very similar to the pride in her heart when the interstellar residents used the mecha she made to win a great victory in her previous life.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The reward has been distributed to the system space. Please check it carefully. 】

After eating dark food, coupled with his weak body and weak digestive function, Du Chenyuan's stomach made frequent "gurgling~" sounds throughout the afternoon.

Ruan Xiaonuan looked up doubtfully from the stroller. Du Chenyuan, who was sitting on the bed, looked much paler than usual. He was covering his stomach with one hand across his thin back. The tips of the fingers holding the book were turning white, and his forehead was wet. Cold sweats, lips turning blue.

"Are you OK?"

Du Chenyuan shook his head with a straight face.

"No……"

"Cuckoo~"

Before he finished speaking, his stomach felt like he was in a state of turmoil. Du Chenyuan hurriedly got out of bed, got into a wheelchair, and headed to the latrine.

Within a second of entering the house, his face changed slightly, and he pushed the wheelchair to the latrine again.

Over and over again, Du Chenyuan went to the latrine more than ten times in one afternoon.

The already sickly pale face became even paler and bloodless, and the person was like a cabbage beaten by frost, squeaky and without any energy.

Ruan Xiaonuan: ...Do you call this okay?

The system weakly said:
[Host, the reason why Du Chenyuan became like this is all thanks to you! 】

Ruan Xiaonuan was confused: "What does it mean to worship my gift?"

[According to system testing, your cooking talent is zero, and the food you make has a [-]% food poisoning rate. The host should not try it easily. 】

The data analysis was clear and logical. Ruan Xiaonuan suddenly clenched his fists, veins popped out, and said through gritted teeth:
"Then you still give me the stupid task of cooking!"

The cold mechanical sound of the system was mixed with a hint of guilt.

[This is not something this system can control, the task is triggered randomly]

Ruan Xiaonuan's eyes fell on Du Chenyuan, who was lying on the bed with no intention of reading, and said in a faint tone:
"Is there any medicine to relieve food poisoning?"

There seems to be a sense of threat that if you dare to say that there is no such thing, I will destroy you.

Under Ruan Xiaonuan's lustful power, the system was always on the side of compromise, offering the antidote with both hands.

The moment Ruan Xiaonuan got the medicine, his expression softened.

He poured a cup of warm water and helped the exhausted Du Chenyuan up. He spoke softly like coaxing a child:

"Take the medicine obediently, and your stomach won't feel uncomfortable anymore!"

Just thinking about Du Chenyuan eating the food she cooked and suffering from diarrhea and collapse made his little face tense up.

To think that she, the greatest young scientific researcher in the universe, could actually fail at cooking would definitely make people laugh if word spread about it.

Lost people!

Du Chen leaned his head half-way on Ruan Xiaonuan's chest, opened his mouth obediently, took medicine and drank water.

Within a moment, his complexion improved, the tingling sensation in his lower abdomen disappeared completely, and Du Chenyuan moved his head uncomfortably.

However, when he felt the softness on his cheeks, his body froze, he couldn't help but swallow, and slowly turned his head. A pair of even and symmetrical big steamed buns were so close, and the touch of the cheeks was soft and clear. I could hear Ruan Xiaonuan's strong heartbeat.

Her pale face turned slightly red, and the redness that had finally dissipated reappeared. The tips of her ears were red and bleeding, and her thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

Ruan Xiaonuan did not notice Du Chenyuan's abnormality, but instead carefully placed him on the bedside:

"no more chance!"

Since there is no talent at all, I will never touch it again in this life.

Du Chenyuan raised his head, stared at Ruan Xiaonuan's perfect jawline, and said weakly:

"I'm fine. The taste is barely acceptable. It's the first time I've made it, and it's already great. Practice makes perfect. Everything else is fine, but it's a bit useless. I'll make it next time."

It's just a shame, there are so many good ingredients.

A big bowl of white rice, delicate and plump like this, is the food that many households dream of.

The villagers live in poverty, and only on special occasions will they be willing to cook a big pot of white rice and share it with the whole family.

What I usually eat is basically brown rice with sweet sweet potatoes, cooked into sweet potato rice, and eaten right away.

Where would it be like now, with good conditions.

Not only is there meat to eat, but there is also white rice.

Hearing the previous sentence, he was quite moved. When he heard the next sentence, Ruan Xiaonuan's smiling face fell.

I thank you for praising me so much.

He rudely covered Du Chenyuan with a thin quilt and continued to study hard.

Seeing Ruan Xiaonuan's huffing back, Du Chenyuan laughed dumbly. His cheeks hurt as his movements undulated too much, and he picked up the red lace mirror on the bedside table.

(End of this chapter)